Kathy and I are doing some house cleaning and it is interesting what we find.
Kathy looked through some papers we had stored and found poetry I wrote in 1969, in Grade 10. There are things that are consistent in life and one of them is seeking moments of solitude and silence, which I wrote about in this poem. I took liberties and edited the poem, orginally called The Simple Life.
It is good to be alone at times,
Sheltered by comforting trees,
The wind singing a song,
Here, I experience freedom and peace,
For the moment, worries set aside.
Minnows dart at the water’s edge,
Dancing between light and shadows,
Seemingly, without a care,
There, they experience home’s safety;
Its primal call.
Here, this is me,
I experience a simpler life;
An unseen hand beckons me,
I wave to this simpler life,
Enjoying it each time I return.
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